Shez all grown up as u can see
Having topped friendship, hate and agony
Still its incomplete lyk fog to cloud
Shez searched till depth of the crowd
Shez done wid her buks
Even touched up her luks
Tired, shez given up, she waits
Till destiny frees the gates
And says 'love, get ready...
center stage, my friend'......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem